Strong pampering old love: Qi Shao's exclusive lover

Chapter 340 She Is Dead After All
"inside."

"Did you ask anything?"

"It hasn't been tried yet. The port is full of people from Li Yan's family. I only have time to bring them out." Gu Li replied.

Within a few words, a group of people had already entered the warehouse.

There were three or four men in black in the room. In the middle of the room, Mo Xinxin lay unconscious on the ground.

Seeing Yin Shaoli, the men in black immediately shouted in unison: "Master."

Yin Shaoli went straight to Mo Xinxin's side and squatted down, his eyes fell on her naked and broken face, and then he reached out, grabbed Mo Xinxin's hair, grabbed her head and slammed it on the ground Knock away.

There was a bang, which was very clear in the quiet warehouse. It is not difficult to imagine how ruthless it was.

A bloody hole was directly knocked out of Mo Xinxin's forehead, and the sharp pain also woke her up.

Mo Xinxin opened his eyes abruptly, and suddenly saw the crazy obsession, but he couldn't help it.After a face that didn't dare to think too much, he froze, his throat seemed to be stuck, and after a while, he trembled, and shouted in surprise and fear: "...Stop, stop."

Yin Shaoli let go of her hair, and the expression on his face was as gentle as ever. Only those who were familiar with him knew that under the gentle surface was the ultimate indifference.

There was warm liquid rolling down from his forehead, but Mo Xinxin didn't care at all, he just looked greedily at the man's handsome face, as if he wanted to make up for all the lack of these days, the longing and love in his eyes, without saying a word And overflow.

Under her gaze, the man's slender fingers slowly caressed the hideous scar on her face, and said with regret in his voice, "This face...it's a pity."

Mo Xinxin woke up suddenly, and only then remembered that she was not wearing a mask on her face at this time, and her ugly face was just exposed in front of Yin Shaoli!

In an instant, a sense of shame and humbleness that had never been seen before surged up. Mo Xinxin was so embarrassed that he just wanted to hide himself, not wanting Yin Shaoli to see his inhuman and ghostly appearance, and not wanting to follow him. I see loathing and loathing for myself in my eyes.

Mo Xinxin's hands were handcuffed behind his back, unable to move, he could only shrink back desperately, lowering his head firmly, just wanting to hide his face.

She cared about the image in front of Yin Shaoli, but she forgot that no matter what she looked like, men never saw her in their eyes.

Therefore, he never cared about her beauty or ugliness.

Yin Shaoli stood up slowly, looked at Mo Xinxin who was curled up on the ground, and asked softly, "Xin Xin, where is she?"

Li Yan's family has mobilized so many manpower that they don't need to go out of their way to find out what happened. It is said that the yacht where Miss Yan Feiyue was staying was blown up, and her life and death are unknown.

His people couldn't get close to the sea area, so they sent people to lurk in the port and intercepted Mo Xinxin who had fled back.

The person was captured by Mo Xinxin, so only she knows what happened to Yumo.

When Mo Xinxin heard this sentence suddenly, he was taken aback for a moment, and then he understood who he was asking.

The flustered heart suddenly cooled down, replaced by a pain like a knife scraping, what he cared about was not her face at all!
Soon, another kind of pleasure like revenge surged up, Mo Xinxin slowly smiled, looked up at Yin Shaoli, and said softly: "Shaoli, she is dead!"

Yin Shaoli's eyes narrowed immediately, and a coldness gathered at the bottom of his dark eyes, "Xin Xin, you know the consequences of lying to me."

"I didn't!" Mo Xinxin suddenly raised his voice. After touching the murderous intent in the man's eyes, he flinched instinctively, and then laughed wildly, "She is really dead. I saw the yacht with my own eyes. It exploded, and she was on it, burning with the yacht! Unless time can be reversed, otherwise, she has no possibility of escape!"

The blood on her forehead flowed into her eye sockets, dyeing her eyes red, just like the flames that erupted from the explosion last night.

She is dead after all.

The gentle expression on Yin Shaoli's face faded instantly, revealing the extremely cold true face that had been hidden all year round. It was the first time that Mo Xinxin saw him showing such a terrifying appearance in so many years.

With a smile on his brows and eyes, but the coldness is shocking.

Mo Xinxin's heart couldn't help but a great fear rose up, even though she was ready to die, Yin Shaoli in this state still made her feel scared.

Yin Shaoli squatted down in front of Mo Xinxin again, looking at her coldly: "Xin Xin, I remember I told you a long time ago, don't touch her."

Mo Xinxin looked at him, and couldn't help but said unwillingly: "Shaoli, what's so good about her? You don't belong to the same world at all. After you spent so many years, she only has one Li Muqi in her heart. I don't love you at all, why don't you give up!"

Why, he just can't see her?
She may have blood on her hands, full of sin, not as clean as fish foam, but she also wants to stay by his side!
She has only one heart, only him, she believes that she will not lose anything to Yumo!
"Shaoli, have you ever thought that you can't let go of the fish foam just because you can't get it!"

Yin Shaoli's expression was not touched at all, he watched her finish speaking coldly, then raised his hand and pressed it on Mo Xinxin's head, pressing his thumb right on the wound on Mo Xinxin's forehead, slightly bent his knuckles, and pressed hard Pressed down.

"Ah!" Mo Xinxin screamed in pain, and the wound on his forehead that had been slightly congealed was bleeding out again quickly.

The bright red sticky liquid covered Mo Xinxin's face in a mess, making her already terrifying face even more hideous and frightening. Mo Xinxin twitched in pain, and was strangled while struggling with the handcuffed wrists. There were bloodstains.

Just when she was about to pass out from the pain, Yin Shaoli slightly slowed down his strength, and his thumb was stained an enchanting red.

The pain eased, Mo Xinxin instinctively breathed a sigh of relief, and became a little more sober again.

However, in the next second, Yin Shaoli exerted force again, and even rolled his fingertips left and right on it a few times.

Mo Xinxin screamed again.

After repeating this several times, Mo Xinxin's whole body collapsed in pain, and the wound seemed to be numb, leaving only the tearing pain in his brain.

She didn't dare to relax at all, and was on guard for the possible torture in the next second, but she didn't realize it. This way, it was even more difficult for her to faint.

Yin Shaoli let go of Mo Xinxin, Gu Li immediately handed over a clean handkerchief, he took it and slowly wiped his fingers, and said softly: "Xin Xin, don't worry, even if she dies, you will won't die."

For his reassurance words, Mo Xinxin's body trembled fiercely, instead of joy of relief, only more despair.

The living are always more miserable than the dead.

(End of this chapter)